delusion

paperdolls

these paper girls are all the same,
cookie cutter girls with trisyllabic names.

nobody is comfortable in those trendy, pointy shoes,
i see that you've got style, but the question here is..whos?

fold those tabs over your shoulders, doll
paper dresses just might fool them all.

but your studded belt can't fill that vacant stare, and designer jeans won't make them care.

fakers and liars acting cool behind stages,
dropping more names than the yellow pages.

wear the label of the scene and hope that you impress,
you're such an individual, unique like all the rest.

fucking and sucking, but not like drunk like you pretend,
is there anything you wouldn't do to make another paper friend?

keep laughing and dancing and trying to be cute,
i'm staring down the barrel and i swear that i might shoot.